Seeing Jiangli sitting upright there while they were all standing, the younger members of Qingyun Temple had rather unsightly expressions on their faces.
But the slap Jiangli had just delivered not only landed on the young Taoist's face but also on the faces of all of them, and now everyone was too angry to speak out.
Jiangli sat down and brushed off the nonexistent dust from his body, as if he truly were an elder ready to reprimand his junior disciples.
The anger on the faces of the younger generation from Qingyun Temple grew even heavier.
By comparison, Daoist Ding Shan was quite composed. Seeing Jiangli sit down, he wasn't angry but instead took the initiative to ask, "Young friend, would you explain what exactly today's matter is all about?"
Upon hearing this, Jiangli gestured to Xia Xin with a hook of his finger, "Show the person to the Abbot, let him recognize the individual."
